Super Warcraft Factory

The bustling Shibuya area of ​​the lights is also dark, violence, and control is like the shadow of lurking.

Li Xiuwen spread to the surprising range of kilometers, and saw a number of illegal criminal incidents and as he moved, the criminal acts found continued to increase.

There is a tattoo man robbed tourists' mobile phone, and there is also an idea to force the cash income of the female to pay, and there is a high-profit loan forced the loan.

Li Xiuwen can't distinguish true and false. Everyone who looks at the past has blood and meat, has their own feelings, and the fantasy can be created.

"Maybe this world really exists in the bronze mirror! But this is not a reason it trapped."

There are many artifacts in the Westward Journey, and there is a small world in the inside. It is also like a total of twenty-four Dinghai Pearl, mountain river social map, refining the demon pot, etc.

Li Xiuwen's face has a strong joy, if the bronze mirror is a high-class hairdry that is pregnant, if you take it, you will make a big hair.

His heart is beautiful, thinking about the unlucky day is unlucky, no fairy like the bronze mirror! However, every year, I will burn a fragrant incense to him, and I will give him return.

"Well, no aura?"

Li Xiuwen's condensation enveloped thousands of meters, separating countless thinner tentacles, not only did not find the concentration of the Westward Journey, but even the aura shadow did not see.

There is no aura, this world is the modern society of Puttong, and the gods are just the myth of the mouth.

More unmoid, Li Xiuwen's contest will be increasing, until it is exhausted, no longer exists.

"hateful!"

Li Xiuwen has twitched, invisible sense of mind.

The glass windows in the square are more than a glass window, and the car window glass is unattractive, like a huge impact.

, !

Hundreds of car harsh alerts crazy, turned all the sounds at a time, and the earbules of pedestrians were overwhelmed again.

"What happened? The ear is good."

"Is the underground gas pipeline explosion, so terrible!"

"Huizi, how do you feel? I am called ambulance to send you to the hospital."

Li Xiuwen did not care about the horror of pedestrian tourists, frowned, he found that the consumption of the mind did not add, restore the snail.

This also means that he wants to make a destruction, destroying the world's free ideas.

"This is the reason why there is no aura? I want to let me sleep in this world!"

Li Xiuwen is slightly tricky, the face is gloomy, and the eyes are cold and sweeping, and the hearts of the energetic angry.

But this difficulty can't stop me!

Not long, Li Xiuwen thought of a viable method, immediately act, and did not hesitate.

I deeply sucked a sigh of relief, and my mind drilled into the ground, and continued to advance to the depths until I saw a long pulse of the dragon.

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The bustling Shibuya area of ​​the lights is also dark, violence, and control is like the shadow of lurking.

Li Xiuwen spread to the surprising range of kilometers, and saw a number of illegal criminal incidents and as he moved, the criminal acts found continued to increase.

There is a tattoo man robbed tourists' mobile phone, and there is also an idea to force the cash income of the female to pay, and there is a high-profit loan forced the loan.

Li Xiuwen can't distinguish true and false. Everyone who looks at the past has blood and meat, has their own feelings, and the fantasy can be created.

"Maybe this world really exists in the bronze mirror! But this is not a reason it trapped."

There are many artifacts in the Westward Journey, and there is a small world in the inside. It is also like a total of twenty-four Dinghai Pearl, mountain river social map, refining the demon pot, etc.

Li Xiuwen's face has a strong joy, if the bronze mirror is a high-class hairdry that is pregnant, if you take it, you will make a big hair.

His heart is beautiful, thinking about the unlucky day is unlucky, no fairy like the bronze mirror! However, every year, I will burn a fragrant incense to him, and I will give him return.

"Well, no aura?"

Li Xiuwen's condensation enveloped thousands of meters, separating countless thinner tentacles, not only did not find the concentration of the Westward Journey, but even the aura shadow did not see.

There is no aura, this world is the modern society of Puttong, and the gods are just the myth of the mouth.

More unmoid, Li Xiuwen's contest will be increasing, until it is exhausted, no longer exists.

"hateful!"

Li Xiuwen has twitched, invisible sense of mind.

The glass windows in the square are more than a glass window, and the car window glass is unattractive, like a huge impact.

, !

Hundreds of car harsh alerts crazy, turned all the sounds at a time, and the earbules of pedestrians were overwhelmed again.

"What happened? The ear is good."

"Is the underground gas pipeline explosion, so terrible!"

"Huizi, how do you feel? I am called ambulance to send you to the hospital."

Li Xiuwen did not care about the horror of pedestrian tourists, frowned, he found that the consumption of the mind did not add, restore the snail.

This also means that he wants to make a destruction, destroying the world's free ideas.

"This is the reason why there is no aura? I want to let me sleep in this world!"

Li Xiuwen is slightly tricky, the face is gloomy, and the eyes are cold and sweeping, and the hearts of the energetic angry.

But this difficulty can't stop me!

Not long, Li Xiuwen thought of a viable method, immediately act, and did not hesitate.

I deeply sucked a sigh of relief, and my mind drilled into the ground, and continued to advance to the depths until I saw a long pulse of the dragon.

The bustling Shibuya area of ​​the lights is also dark, violence, and control is like the shadow of lurking.

Li Xiuwen spread to the surprising range of kilometers, and saw a number of illegal criminal incidents and as he moved, the criminal acts found continued to increase.

There is a tattoo man robbed tourists' mobile phone, and there is also an idea to force the cash income of the female to pay, and there is a high-profit loan forced the loan.

Li Xiuwen can't distinguish true and false. Everyone who looks at the past has blood and meat, has their own feelings, and the fantasy can be created. . . . .